It happened last Sunday, actually. Well, I am not really in the mood yet of so much writing because of so many things inside my mind. I have reserved Commuter’s posts though…all in my mind, 
. Anyways, we went to the mall to buy new undergarments. After three weeks of wearing panty liners, I am afraid that I might get urinary tract infection (UTI). Well, I am not comfortable wearing those undergarments that were soaked in mud no matter how much Downy anti bac softener I put in the water when I washed those. Going back, the mall we went to has a shuttle station where there are vehicles which are going to our town . It is always convenient for us to ride that air-conditioned van. It is just that, we need to wait for the next van to fetch us for almost an hour or even more if we are “lucky”. That very day, I think, we waited for more than an hour. We cut the window shopping short because we intended to hear mass.
Finally, the van came. Yahoo! I could sleep for at least 45 minutes. That is the usual travel time from our favorite mall to our town plaza where the church is also located. Hmmm… I was already sleeping for more than 30 minutes and yet, we were stuck somewhere. Heavy traffic!
After another 30 minutes and only a short distance travelled, the driver of the van asked the passengers if it is alright if we could already alight somewhere near a landmark drug store. That is three to four barangay more before the original destination or route of the van which is the town plaza. He reasoned out that he needed to come back already so that he could fetch the other passengers in line. I and my husband did not react. Good thing, there was a very sensible lady who told him that we also lined up and waited for him for more than an hour thus it was just but right for him to bring us to our destination.
